When Guan Jiyu looked at the snuff bottle in his hand, the puppy painted on it suddenly blurred out in ink and turned into a ferocious beast, rushing towards her with its teeth and claws.
The strange vortex appeared before her eyes again, and the huge attraction sucked her into the black hole, then spit her out, slamming her back to reality.
When he woke up from the dream, Guan Jiyu was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. When he woke up, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Seeing that Jiang Yingnian and Han Xu were still awake, she hurriedly took out the snuff bottle from her bag, rubbed her eyes hard and looked carefully, and found that the puppy painted on it had not changed at all.
It's really just a dream.
This dream was not an illusion. It was just a dream that replayed the past that had really happened. It cruelly gave her hope and brought her back to despair. Guan Jiyu opened the sedan curtain and looked outside.
Arrived in Beizhong.
She held the snuff bottle in her hand and leaned weakly to the side. The dream was actually not over yet, it was still a little bit far away.
That was what happened the year before last. After Jiang Yingnian received that slap and had an unpleasant quarrel with Jiang Qing, he never came back. Not only did he not come back during the Chinese New Year, he was so angry that he refused to write letters to his family. In the end, he taught him a lesson.
Master Hongju was afraid that his family would be worried, so he wrote a letter to Jiang Qing about Jiang Yingnian's current situation and told his family not to worry.
In the following more than a year, Jiang Qing was focused on regaining his strength and preparing for every game. He strictly supervised the daily training of Qingzi Camp and kept a close eye on every student. As for Jiang Yingnian, although Jiang Qing was very concerned about that.
I felt regretful about the slap, but I didn't have the energy to take care of him. If he didn't want to go home, I just let him go.
Jiang Qing said more than once that when he figures it out, he will always come back.
However, as fate would have it, no one expected that the unhappy separation between the two brothers would turn out to be the last time they would see each other.
Guan Jiyu turned his head and looked at Jiang Yingnian, who was sleeping beside him. Even though he was asleep, his brows did not relax.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She whispered to him.
She owed him this apology.
The road outside became more and more bumpy. Perhaps the wheels of the carriage ran over rocks one after another, and the car was bumped several times. Jiang Yingnian and Han Xu were both shaken awake, and before Guan Jiyu could take his eyes back,
It was accurately captured by Jiang Yingnian who had just opened his eyes.
"What do you think I'm doing? Are you trying to plot against me while I'm sleeping?" He narrowed his eyes and asked rudely.
Guan Jiyu retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "If I really wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't have to wait until you fall asleep to plot against you."
She wrapped the clothes around her body and said: "No, it seems that your strength has not reached that level yet."
As expected, Jiang Yingnian was speechless for a moment.
She found that when talking to Jiang Yingnian, she could only defeat him by using his tricks.
It took a long time for Jiang Yingnian to say: "Just wait, one day I will impress you."
Guan Jiyu said calmly: "You don't need to impress anyone, you just need to live a good life."
Jiang Yingnian sneered at her words and said, "How I should decide my life is my business and I don't need your advice."
"up to you."
The carriage walked along the Beiyao River for a short time and finally arrived at the General Xiang Concentration Camp in the north.
Everything here, every step from the gate of Camp Xiang to the inside, makes people feel extremely majestic.
Jiang Yingnian, who grew up in Nanqin since childhood, saw this kind of camp with rugged northern characteristics for the first time. Especially when he heard the sound of soldiers training not far away, he couldn't help but sigh: "So this is just a rumor.
The sound of the drills in the General’s Mansion Concentration Camp is inspiring. If you are a real man, you should come here!”
Guan Jiyu glanced at him with a complicated expression and said: "That is the reserve army. Only those who are selected are qualified to train here."
It was getting late when they entered the camp. The three of them had a simple meal and then went to meet Zheshu and Jingcun who had already arrived.
"There are still people from other camps who have not arrived yet. We will have a day off tomorrow and start the selection the day after tomorrow."
After receiving this notice, Guan Jiyu felt a little relieved, thinking that he would have a rest tomorrow. He had not practiced martial arts in the house these days, so he would just seize the time tomorrow to practice again.
Guan Jiyu was worried about the selection and stayed up almost all night.
The next morning I heard from Zhe Shu that at night someone from the Jiang Mansion sent a message saying that the second young master Jiang Xian was seriously ill. Jiang Yingnian could not get away at the moment, and he was worried about Jiang Xian. After much deliberation, he decided to let Han Xu go back.
Have a look.
Guan Jiyu was worried and walked to the school grounds of the concentration camp. The training grounds here were three times larger than those in Qingzi Camp. Because not all the people participating in the selection from all major camps had arrived, and it was a break today, there were only a few people on the grounds.
Only a few people.
She looked around and saw no one she knew, so she wanted to walk further in and find a deserted corner to practice.
"May I ask if the person walking in front of you is Guan Jiyu?"
A man's voice came from behind, and Guan Jiyu stopped and looked back.
The man behind him is very young, with dark hair tied high and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. From the first glance, one can already feel that he has an extraordinary status. He is wearing an ordinary white training uniform with sleeves, and there are no extra pendants on his body.
There is only a striking cloud-patterned wolf emblem belt hanging on his waist - with the word "xiang" engraved on it.
With just this waist card, Guan Jiyu guessed who he was.
He stared into her eyes, slightly expectant because he was still waiting for her answer.
She nodded as a response to his question.
The Xiang family is located in the northernmost part of Beizhong. It is said that men from the north are tall and rough, while only the men from the misty and rainy land in the south are the most handsome. This is not the first time Guan Jiyu has come to Beizhong, and the folk saying is true, but
Meeting General Shuoyuan, who was famous throughout the Xuli Dynasty, was different from what he imagined.
Everyone knows that Xiang Lincheng's elder brother Xiang Ju'an is a famous hussar general, but Xiang Lincheng himself also has glory. When he was young, he accompanied his brother to fight in the north. Now he is in the Xuli Dynasty in his early years.
The youngest fourth-grade general, it can be said that he has a bright future.
She had heard of him before.
In the entire Xuli Dynasty, whether it was the northern capital or the southern part, all the young people in the training camps of the aristocratic families, whenever they mentioned Xiang Ju'an, the glory of the country, they would definitely talk about Xiang Lincheng.
He does not need to borrow his brother's light, he is a light himself.
Guan Jiyu also imagined what this young general would look like?
The rough and dark face? It should be a weathered and masculine appearance unique to the north!
But the person standing in front of her really surprised her slightly, and she couldn't say a word for a while.
That young face has clear contours, and although its skin quality is not as fair as Jiang Yingnian's, it is already considered outstanding among northern men.
Slender figure and dignified appearance.
Perhaps because he is too young, his appearance is more handsome than that of a Nanqin person, but his demeanor and temperament cannot conceal the perseverance of a martial arts practitioner. He combines it with a kind of personality that makes it difficult to guess at first glance whether he is from Beizhong or Nanqin.
Refreshing temperament.
Xiang Lincheng stopped in front of her, and he could see the surprise on her face.
"A top-notch expert from the Qingzi Camp of Nanqinjiang Prefecture, I have heard your name." It was not difficult to see the admiration in his eyes, and Guan Jiyu was even more at a loss.
She has never been very good at responding to such compliments.
"I don't dare." She lowered her eyes and said softly after a while: "General Shuoyuan was too complimentary."
After saying that, she raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, and wanted to add one more sentence: Compared with you, who has become a hero at a young age and has long since become General Shuoyuan, how can I dare to be called a master?
After hesitating for a moment, he felt that this sentence was too flattering, so he didn't speak again.
Xiang Lincheng seemed to have read through her thoughts and said warmly: "There is no General Shuoyuan here, only the second son of the Xiang family."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone called him not far away. Xiang Lincheng responded and said to Guan Jiyu with a slight apology: "I will supervise the selection of this concentration camp. If you need help, please come to me.
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Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the school grounds, and the dark green hairband that bound his hair flew in the wind and fell on his shoulders.
Guan Jiyu stared at the loose ends of hair on his shoulders, and was lost in thought for a moment. Seeing her lost look, he chuckled softly, with a low and sweet voice.
"Okay, see you at the selection field tomorrow. I'm looking forward to your performance."
Guan Jiyu's face turned red and he whispered: "Second Young Master, walk slowly."
After Xiang Lincheng had gone far away, Guan Jiyu took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably nervous.
To be able to come to the Jiangjunfu Concentration Camp to participate in the selection was to bear the great expectations of the eldest son and the entire Qingzi Camp. Just now, Xiang Lincheng suddenly came out.
That's Xiang Lincheng!
She never imagined that she would meet Xiang Lincheng himself before the selection just after arriving here. According to the rumors, the aloof General Shuoyuan seemed to fall from the sky on the winter breeze.
He was not arrogant but was as humble and polite as a young man from an ordinary family.
His few words only expressed his appreciation for the disciples of the aristocratic family.
Every word he said was elegant, even though she was the only female disciple who was special. In the past few years, Guan Jiyu was still somewhat aware of the doubts others had about her strength. There were many people in the major camps who had clearly seen her skills, but they
There are also people who have doubts because she is a woman.
How could a woman be so good at kung fu that she repeatedly ranks at the top in various competitions? I don’t know when the top spot started, but it seemed like it was reserved for her alone.
The three words "Guan Jiyu" have never fallen off the altar. The people behind him tried their best, but they couldn't catch up.
If some people approve, others will be jealous.
That subtle feeling is that even though you have been taught a lesson, you are still unwilling to be convinced.
No man would admit that he lost to a little girl. The martial arts field is a test of real swords and guns, a struggle of strength and moves. It is a competition between men. Losing to a little girl? That is too difficult.
Open your mouth.
Guan Jiyu had heard some rumors.
The moment Xiang Lincheng tried to call her name from behind, she was not sure.
Of all the disciples from aristocratic families who were able to come to the General Mansion camp, which one did not regard him as a role model? Even Guan Jiyu himself had silently imagined in his heart that if he could be half as good as him one day, he would be considered a glory for the eldest son.
She was worried that Xiang Lincheng, whom everyone was willing to regard as a role model, would despise or question her because she was a woman.
He said he knew her.
Guan Jiyu thought to himself, in fact, he also wanted to see for himself what her strength was, right? He must also want to know whether that little famous girl is as powerful as the rumors say? Maybe in his heart, he didn't
I don't want to include a woman in the military camp. There is indeed no precedent for this before.
It was the first time that Guan Jiyu felt so confused and complicated.
He said, I am looking forward to your performance.
This is probably just his clever choice to express it in a euphemistic way.
Thinking of these words, she unconsciously felt something in her heart, and secretly made up her mind to do her best in this selection.
You will know whether it is a piece of real gold or not, just try it with fire in front of Xiang Lincheng.